© 2009 Mark Cote
sitting alone in paradise
overwhelmed by the blinding lights
too many choices what to do
I close my eyes and think of you
the faces a blur in motion
happiness in colored commotion
the only voice that calls out to me
is the mighty roar of a lonely sea
(chorus) alone in paradise, a gull on the shore
alone in paradise, cries never more
love around me everywhere
but not a single love to share
stranded in this beautiful dream
a lone traveler to forever it seems
can't wake, can't take it all in
running a race I will never win
(chorus)
(bridge) when the ones that see have no eyes
the ones that hear have no ears
(chorus)
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